The Purest Light
Edd's heart jumped to his throat as he heard his father leave in his old red truck only about an hour later. This was his chance, and it would probably be his last chance so he hurried. The neat-freak part of his brain had shut off sometime in the afternoon, and his shirts and pants hit an old duffel bag in piles. A wrinkled mass of red and blue, and a single pair of black pants and a single white shirt settled in the bag as Edd's eyes darted toward the door and he ran, barely remembering to grab the unzipped bag as he left.
Down a flight of stairs, past walls littered with sticky notes, and finally out of the front door. Freedom, he had finally found freedom. But what now? He hadn't thought of that, but he knew there was one person he could still count on. His feet led him, slower now- as if he were trying to remember his way around. He didn't have to think about how to get to Eddy's house; it seemed to be programmed in past his conscious mind, in his heart. As he walked along the fence through his friend's front yard he noticed two things- the motorcycle in Kevin's front yard and the absence of Eddy's parents' car.
Edd's hand reached toward the doorbell, but paused just short of its goal. What if Eddy didn't want him there? Would his friend, maybe his soulmate turn him away? His finger pressed the small red doorbell, and his heart stopped. Nothing had ever seemed so hard to him, but a he smiled anyway as the door opened.
"What the hec…Oh, hi Double D" Eddy answered the bell's cry. Edd looked at him, he seemed untouched by time other than his now longer dark brown hair. "Come in" Eddy led the winded Edd through the somewhat different house, into thew room he recognized as Eddy's parents' room. The largest room in the house, other than the kitchen or living room, was now a mess. In the center of the room was a round waterbed, much larger then the bed that Edd had remembered. Eddy maneuvered Edd so that the frail boy sat on the bed as his eyes surveyed the room. From where he sat on the bed, which was barely indented by the small boy, he could see a large picture of himself on Eddy's wall.
The bed indented as Eddy sat down next to Edd, and gently stroked the jet- black hair that fell around him.
"Edd, I saw the bag. You can stay here as long as you want." Eddy cooed to him, his hand cradling Edd's face. Edd turned to meet Eddy's gaze, he hadn't really realized he had dropped the bag, all he knew was that Eddy was so close that they could feel each others' hearts beat. Eddy leaned in, and gently pressed his lips against Edd's.
This time the feeling wasn't so strange, more comforting than anything. Edd darted his tongue to lick Eddy's lips, running it over the soft flesh of Eddy's upper lip, then the bottom one, then running it along the crack in between the two. Eddy got the hint and his tongue darted out to meet Edd's. At first their tongues massaged each other, then they traced along each other, and then finally they left each other to explore the other's mouth.
The tenderness of the moment brought tears to Edd's eyes, and a soft soundless moan escaped his mouth as
Eddy broke the kiss. Edd's eyes were squeezed shut from the pleasure the intimate kiss had brought him, and he kept them closed in hope of the feeling staying with him. But the comfort of this moment was soon broken by a new feeling, the feeling of Eddy's lips on his skin.
Eddy lay wide open mouthed kisses on Edd's cheeks, bringing a light blush to the younger boy's cheeks. He kissed the blush, and slowly moved the attention down Edd's neck, gently nibbling his skin- not hard enough to register pain, but enough to register.
Edd's eyes sprang open as Eddy's mouth landed on the base of his neck, and his fingers fidgeted at the bottom of his shirt.
"Eh-Eddy" Edd stuttered with a moan, "Please". He pushed Eddy to a sitting position, an embarrassed look on his face. "I, um, well…I don't think I'm ready". Edd looked in Eddy's frustrated eyes as he spoke, and guilt stirred some butterflies in his stomach.
"Not Ready?!" Eddy half-asked, half-screamed- causing Edd to jump back a little. "What are you worried about! Not like you can get preg…" Eddy dropped the subject as Edd's eyes started to tear.
"I'm sorry Eddy", Edd's voice came in a whisper now, and his arms held his knees to his chest.
"It's ok, don't worry about it Double D" Eddy stroked Edd's face with the back of his hand, and moved his hair from his face. "Just lay down. I'll be back soon, but you look like you need to rest." With those words Eddy opened a window in the wall to let in some fresh air and then walked out of the room.
Edd's heart jumped to his throat as he heard his father leave in his old red truck only about an hour later. This was his chance, and it would probably be his last chance so he hurried. The neat-freak part of his brain had shut off sometime in the afternoon, and his shirts and pants hit an old duffel bag in piles. A wrinkled mass of red and blue, and a single pair of black pants and a single white shirt settled in the bag as Edd's eyes darted toward the door and he ran, barely remembering to grab the unzipped bag as he left.
Down a flight of stairs, past walls littered with sticky notes, and finally out of the front door. Freedom, he had finally found freedom. But what now? He hadn't thought of that, but he knew there was one person he could still count on. His feet led him, slower now- as if he were trying to remember his way around. He didn't have to think about how to get to Eddy's house; it seemed to be programmed in past his conscious mind, in his heart. As he walked along the fence through his friend's front yard he noticed two things- the motorcycle in Kevin's front yard and the absence of Eddy's parents' car.
Edd's hand reached toward the doorbell, but paused just short of its goal. What if Eddy didn't want him there? Would his friend, maybe his soulmate turn him away? His finger pressed the small red doorbell, and his heart stopped. Nothing had ever seemed so hard to him, but a he smiled anyway as the door opened.
"What the hec…Oh, hi Double D" Eddy answered the bell's cry. Edd looked at him, he seemed untouched by time other than his now longer dark brown hair. "Come in" Eddy led the winded Edd through the somewhat different house, into thew room he recognized as Eddy's parents' room. The largest room in the house, other than the kitchen or living room, was now a mess. In the center of the room was a round waterbed, much larger then the bed that Edd had remembered. Eddy maneuvered Edd so that the frail boy sat on the bed as his eyes surveyed the room. From where he sat on the bed, which was barely indented by the small boy, he could see a large picture of himself on Eddy's wall.
The bed indented as Eddy sat down next to Edd, and gently stroked the jet- black hair that fell around him.
"Edd, I saw the bag. You can stay here as long as you want." Eddy cooed to him, his hand cradling Edd's face. Edd turned to meet Eddy's gaze, he hadn't really realized he had dropped the bag, all he knew was that Eddy was so close that they could feel each others' hearts beat. Eddy leaned in, and gently pressed his lips against Edd's.
This time the feeling wasn't so strange, more comforting than anything. Edd darted his tongue to lick Eddy's lips, running it over the soft flesh of Eddy's upper lip, then the bottom one, then running it along the crack in between the two. Eddy got the hint and his tongue darted out to meet Edd's. At first their tongues massaged each other, then they traced along each other, and then finally they left each other to explore the other's mouth.
The tenderness of the moment brought tears to Edd's eyes, and a soft soundless moan escaped his mouth as
Eddy broke the kiss. Edd's eyes were squeezed shut from the pleasure the intimate kiss had brought him, and he kept them closed in hope of the feeling staying with him. But the comfort of this moment was soon broken by a new feeling, the feeling of Eddy's lips on his skin.
Eddy lay wide open mouthed kisses on Edd's cheeks, bringing a light blush to the younger boy's cheeks. He kissed the blush, and slowly moved the attention down Edd's neck, gently nibbling his skin- not hard enough to register pain, but enough to register.
Edd's eyes sprang open as Eddy's mouth landed on the base of his neck, and his fingers fidgeted at the bottom of his shirt.
"Eh-Eddy" Edd stuttered with a moan, "Please". He pushed Eddy to a sitting position, an embarrassed look on his face. "I, um, well…I don't think I'm ready". Edd looked in Eddy's frustrated eyes as he spoke, and guilt stirred some butterflies in his stomach.
"Not Ready?!" Eddy half-asked, half-screamed- causing Edd to jump back a little. "What are you worried about! Not like you can get preg…" Eddy dropped the subject as Edd's eyes started to tear.
"I'm sorry Eddy", Edd's voice came in a whisper now, and his arms held his knees to his chest.
"It's ok, don't worry about it Double D" Eddy stroked Edd's face with the back of his hand, and moved his hair from his face. "Just lay down. I'll be back soon, but you look like you need to rest." With those words Eddy opened a window in the wall to let in some fresh air and then walked out of the room.